Chapter 8 Part 1
Spring Break (5) ~Mr. Brand New Day~
My name is Takano Mio. I am 20 years old.
I am a rookie nurse, fresh out of nursing school!
So I say, but after completing my first year of nursing school and going through the capping ceremony, I’ve been working as a practical nurse 3-4 times a week.
But I am deeply moved that on April 1st, I am able to start working while wearing a white coat officially, switching from the light blue nurse’s uniform from my nursing student days.
I had already started working with the seniors in the surgery department where I was to be assigned in late March after graduation, but it was near the end of my shift on March 28th when I was suddenly summoned by the head nurse.
I was told that one of the senior nurses had ended up being hospitalized with an appendectomy.
Thinking back, I remembered that she had not been there since the day before.
Having gone from being an apprentice to a full-time nurse, I knew that my workload was going to increase, so I had no time for such a thing.
Sometimes my friends from middle and high school ask me about it, but if you work in a hospital, you will certainly have the opportunity to meet some men, who are precious in this world.
But most of the time, they are grandpas….
Even in some rare cases where young men are admitted to the hospital due to injury or other reasons, a team in charge is formed around a mid-level nurse, and in some cases, they are even admitted to the VIP room for men on the top floor.
Come to think of it, I heard that a young man was admitted to the VIP room around the middle of this month.
Well, it’s none of my business as a low-level nurse, though….
Here at the general hospital, once a year, on April 1, all the men in the city visit the hospital for a physical examination.
Not just old men, but young boys too!
You can see, talk to, and even touch, a whole lot of men!
Before that day, nurses in charge are selected from each department, just enough that it will not interfere with the normal operations, but I heard that it gives birth to a fierce competition.
It’s said that in order to avoid strife, in which if they are careless, nah, even if they are careful, bloodshed could be seen, each department assigns their nurses through various means such as strict lotteries or rotations on a five-year plan.
In the surgery department, priority is given to veterans in their 10th or 15th year.
That way, someone like me won’t have a chance for another nine years, you see.
It can’t be helped, so I gave up.
However, as I mentioned earlier, a 10th year senior who had been selected to be in charge was hospitalized with an appendectomy.
It’s said that in addition to the pain she was in, she was shedding tears of frustration at not being able to go on duty on April 1st.
As such, it was decided that I would go as her substitute.
Why me, a newcomer, you ask?
「Because if we let any more nurses go, it would interfere with our normal operations. As such, our only choice is to send a rookie who is not yet included in our working force! Listen well, Takano. Just so you know, you are incredibly lucky! Be sure to tell me your experience there in full afterward, okay?!」
When I was told so by the head nurse, I was convinced.
Since the examinations we are in charge of had been decided a week in advance, I was made to undergo a rigorous training that lasted until the night before the medical checkup, so I was dead tired.
The examination I am in charge of is, to my surprise, semen analysis.
According to the materials, it’s said that the person in charge could give assistance in producing semen…?
Don’t tell me I am going to touch a man’s that directly with my hands?
This me, who has only seen the blurred version of it in so-called 16+ pictures, videos, or lewd manga?!
「Be at ease. Because 99.99% of the time, it won’t come to that.」
When my instructor told me so, I thought: I knew it.
「When semen analysis was first introduced, there were sometimes boys who had never squeezed out semen on their own, in other words, masturbated. In those cases, the nurses were to give them a hand. Haa, those sure were good times. Nowadays, it’s taught during middle school’s physical education, so even kids who don’t usually masturbate can somehow do it by themselves or prepare it at home. As such, the duties of the nurses in charge are pretty much to explain the examination’s main points and hand over the containers. Just in case, officially, you are there to provide support, and by some chance, it might not be impossible for the 0.01% probability to occur, so I’ll teach you how to do it.」
「Ah, yes.」
As I fantasized about a boy shyly handing over the container filled with his semen, or being told, 「Miss Nurse, can you give me a hand?」, I felt kind of horny.
Gufufu. That might be nice.
「Well, even so, it’s a rare opportunity to meet and talk to a lot of men face to face, after all. Go at it as sociable as possible. Maybe something good will happen if some young boys come, you know.」
「Oooh! This once-in-a-lifetime big moment, I’ll give it my best so I’ll have no regrets!」
「Hahaha.」
At that time, I didn’t realize that my instructor was actually teasing me.
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「Haa~」
「Come one, there is no time to feel down. After all, the next person will be here soon.」
「I know.」
In less than an hour since the beginning of the medical checkup, my glass heart was already tattered and shattered.
The first man who came to my station was a little older than me, a dignified man in his mid-twenties.
As a marriage partner, you could not ask for anything better.
With my heart dancing, I started the explanation in high spirits, but….
「That’s enough. I get it. Just give me the container already.」
As I felt that it was worth it memorizing the content until late last night and began to speak while holding up the board, without looking at the backside which had the same text written on it, my explanation was cut short in the middle of it.
「Huh, but….」
「I’ve been taking this examination for about ten years now! So I don’t want to hear some unnecessary explanations at this point!」
「Y, yes! I am sorry.」
After ending up being told off, I had no choice but to hand the box containing the semen container to the man with a sour face in front of me.
This was repeated seven or eight times.
Perhaps because there were not used to it yet, when it came to teenage boys, most of them listened to my explanation, but when I reached the 『○ The person in charge could also provide support for producing semen.』 part, they made a blatantly disgusted face.
They clicked their tongue, looked at me coldly, and swore at me, saying 「Pervert, sexual harassment」.
It wasn’t like I mentioned it because I wanted to do it, though.
Somehow, I felt like crying.
「Well, for men, it is their delicate part, after all. Even if it is necessary for the medical checkup, perhaps only men from the sex industry can take it calmly when being told so face to face by a woman. Today, we have medical checkup as our pretext, but if you say 『semen please』 in any other place, you will be immediately sued for sexual harassment, okay?」
「Haa~. As I thought, that’s just how it is, huh.」
I am sitting in the middle of the long desk, and to my right is Bitou-san, a 40-year-old veteran nurse.
Although it was through an artificial insemination, she also has a daughter, so as expected, you can see the difference in our life experiences.
By the way, Eitou-san on my left keeps excusing herself to go to the restroom or have a smoke since a while ago.
After being yelled at by the first man who came to her station, it seems that she has ended up losing all motivation.
So, the semen analysis desk, which is supposed to be staffed by three people, is staffed by two people most of the time, and it is pretty…
Busy.
「Good work! How is your physical examination today? Were you nervous? Eh? You were not because they were all aunties? Oh, you! Ahahahaha!」
In such a manner, Bitou-san engages in an auntie talk with the men in order to relieve their tension.
The same is true for her explanation, if it was a teenage boy, she would explain it in an abbreviated manner, only mentioning the main points, and if it was a man older than that, she would pretty much engage in nothing but idle chat with him.
The other party also seems to be receiving her approach smoothly, albeit with a wry smile on his face.
This person’s skillfulness in treating people comes from the wisdom of age, so I am convinced to believe.
I have no such leeway, as the more I try to explain earnestly following what I had memorized, the more the other party dislikes me, and every time that happens, I get depressed, and it is a vicious cycle.
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